everything's a side effect when you have cancer. you've got a cough? it's cause of the cancer. your boyfriend of three years dumped you? it's cause of the cancer. you're feeling depressed? it's that damn cancer again. but, no one ever tells you the good side effects; the ones that made marnie wayward's last few days worth living. the exact same ones that made her think that, instead of lung cancer, she had heart cancer because she was a billion times sure her heart wasn't supposed to beat this fast. but it did. all because of him. {the terminal challenge by threesixtyfive}

he was quiet, she was loud he was normal, she was crazy he was lost, and so was she and that's truly how the craziness all began © 2013 divurge all rights reserved ps, excuse the horribleness of this book i hate it v v v much but i won't delete it so (:

❝You and me,❞ he whispered, ❝until the end of time.❞ // A chronicle of Junie Bennett's birthdays from the ages of ten to twenty one.

[COMPLETE] Eleanora likes doing weird things for simple reasons, like attending every single gig the band 'White Eskimo' plays, purely because she thinks the lead singer, Harry Styles, is kinda cute. And Harry kind of likes that. A lot. [AU in which White Eskimo got a record deal and are now touring the country, stopping at clubs and bars in hope to make it onto the scene. One Direction don't exist, and there's a girl (at this point the band aren't sure of her name) who likes to follow them around wherever they go and she may or may not have the most complicated personality ever.] [Cover: someweirdhipster] [Words: 31,000]

❝I hate the stars, because I look at the same ones you do, without you.❞ Have you ever looked up at the stars and though about what they could symbolise? What if stars were just holes where souls just passed through to go into the next life or just an entrance to heaven? What if, when people departure this life, they simply become a star? What if each star is a person and leads to somewhere different? He’s not gone for good. He still exists as my Liam Star. ©misfits__

"Darling, this is Paris. If you don't find love here, you won't find love anywhere."

It's one of the hardest things you can do, getting over your first, true love. Especially if there was never really any good-bye. Just no calls and a new-found fame and girlfriend, just like that. That's what Ivy Lane is carrying in her broken heart, when she gets an email from a famous magazine company asking for answers about her ex boyfriend, the famous Zayn Malik. And when she decides to give them - all of them, nothing but the bloody, painful truth - and a old memory gets remembered and shared with the world, will she get sucked back into the drama of her first love and his golden eyes again?